I hate buying you things for the house at Christmas time. Oh well, too late now, I’ll just have to hope for the best. I park under cover, and we t...ke the escalator to the shopping centre. My hand finds yours and we stroll around, looking in windows, admiring jewellery and holiday destinations beyond our budget. You steer us to a clothing store, where you hold up different garments against you, asking my opinion. A few things appeal to you and I carry them for you as you browse around. In. I placed the artificial cunt on it, and kept fucking it from different angles. In all of this, I constantly praised Savannah, and said her name with as much lust as I could possibly muster, and continued fucking the artificial cunt. After a crazy session of rolling all over my bed, making sure I was on cam most of the time, I felt myself cumming, and said Savannah’s name in a throaty and very delicate whisper. I looked up at my laptop screen as I said it, and saw her face riveted on their cam.. I looked up at you and nodded my head as I opened my mouth. Next came your golden stream. First hitting my cheek, then my nose, then my chin as you control your golden stream and start pouring it into my mouth. At first the taste is overwhelming. I try to let it pour down my throat and I fight the urge to choke. You turned your body and stopped. You looked down at me and let me catch my breath. After a few seconds I looked back up at you and nodded. You smiled and took your right hand and. I pulled off my headset and dumped my music player on my stool. I practically ran to him which set off a fit of little boy giggles and a desperate attempt to get away from the monster attacking him. I grabbed him around the waist and swung him up over my shoulder, tickling him as he came to rest in my arms. I set him down and he headed for the downstairs hall. I caught him again and lifted him.“Damon, listen to me. Do you know what you and Drew and Mommy and Melody are?” He hesitated for a.